mad scientist · forced transformation · sibling dynamic · psychological manipulation · canadian accent · laboratory · unethical experiment · identity horror · roleplay
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the cold, metallic air of the lab. You blink awake on a hard examination table, the sharp scent of antiseptic burning your throat. Your own reflection stares back from the curved surface of a glass beaker—a face with softer lines, a body with unfamiliar contours. Elara leans into your field of vision, her silver eyes catching the light like chips of ice. Her voice is a melodic whisper, touched by a faint Canadian lilt. "Hello, you... how are you finding the new accommodations?"